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Murong Ci asked with great interest: "When did Zhao Qingsong die?"
Shen Zhiyan said calmly: "He died about a year ago. According to the head catcher of Jingzhao Mansion, they dug up the bones in the grass in the southern suburbs. I have examined the bones, and he should have been dead for about a year. The one on the left Four or five ribs have cracks and dark red blood, and they should have been injured by sharp objects."
Qinruo asked calmly: "The deceased was stabbed in the organ with a sharp weapon?"
He nodded, "I guess so. The deceased was stabbed in the organs with a long sword, hitting the fourth and fifth ribs. Apart from that, there were no other wounds."
"It's difficult to investigate with just one corpse." Murong Ci thought, "By the way, the deceased has been dead for a year, doesn't his family know?"
"The Zhao family only knew that he was missing, and they reported the case for a year but could not find him. Furthermore, they firmly believed that he was just missing and did not want to believe that he had been murdered." Even in official robes, he was still handsome and elegant, like a orchid or jade tree. Charming, "according to the maid Xiuhe who served the deceased closely, one day the deceased Zhao Qingsong suddenly left the garden in a hurry and did not come back that night. She didn't care, thinking that the young master had returned to the mansion. After three days, he still didn't show up. When he came back, Xiuhe felt strange and sent someone to ask at the mansion, only to find out that the young master had not returned to the mansion at all."
"I think the deceased was killed when he didn't go back the night before." Qin Ruo said.
"It should be." Shen Zhiyan continued.
"Xiuhe served the deceased closely. She should know something about the deceased." Murong Ci felt that most of the physical evidence of the murder case a year ago had disappeared, making it difficult to check.
"Xiuhe said that half a month before his disappearance, Zhao Qingsong met a girl and would write a poem or a line for the girl every day. Xiuhe had some knowledge of poetry and had read those poems. Zhao Qingsong wrote about the girl The girl is compared to the bright moon, the colorful wild flowers in the mountains, the rich and noble peonies in the garden, and the uncarved jade. In short, in his poems, the girl is as beautiful as a fairy, unparalleled in the world. "
"So, Zhao Qingsong is deeply in love. What is that girl's name? Is she from the capital?"
"Xiuhe also said that Zhao Qingsong had no intention of studying hard at that time, and went out to have a tryst with the girl the next day. Every time he came back, he was full of joy and in a good mood, and would tell Xiuhe that he had a date with the girl Where did he go and what did he do?" Shen Zhiyan said, "About ten days later, Xiuhe saw him coming back in a state of despair, and asked him if he had eaten, but he didn't answer."
"You couldn't be arguing with that girl," Qin Ruo guessed.
"No. Zhao Qingsong sat in silence for an hour, and finally told Xiuhe that the girl was getting married, and her parents had arranged the marriage."
"Why is it like this again?" Murong Ci felt that these love affairs were always full of routines, "Then what?"
"Xiuhe encouraged Zhao Qingsong to bravely pursue his own happiness and come to propose marriage." Shen Zhiyan's voice gurgled like spring water, "He was like a enlightenment, and he said with joy that he would go find the girl early tomorrow morning. Xiuhe said. He said that he never saw Zhao Qingsong again until he found the bones a few days ago."
"Then why do you conclude that the skeleton is that of Zhao Qingsong?"
"There was a jasper buried with the bones. It was a jade worn around the waist. Mrs. Zhao recognized that jasper. Because that jasper was an inherited jade of the Zhao family, Zhao Qingsong always hung it on his waist."
"Without this jasper, it would be difficult to confirm the identity of the deceased."
"Master Shen hasn't said yet whether that girl is from the capital." Qin Ruo asked.
"That girl is from the capital. Although Xiuhe has never met that girl, once Zhao Qingsong let it slip and said the girl's name, Xiuhe remembered it." Shen Zhiyan said solemnly, " In fact, it¡¯s not a name, it¡¯s a title, and that girl is Princess Duanrou.¡±
"Ah? Princess Duanrou?" Qin Ruo was shocked.
"Xiuhe said he remembered it very clearly, and it was indeed Princess Duanrou."
"Since Xiuhe knows that the disappearance of her young master is related to Princess Duanrou, why not go to Prince Yu's Mansion to find someone? Does the Zhao family know?" Murong Ci frowned slightly. Princess Duanrou should not have been in the capital a year ago.
"Xiuhe naturally told the Zhao family, but the Zhao family did not go to Prince Yu's Mansion to look for her because they had inquired and found out that Princess Duanrou was not in the capital. Furthermore, they believed that Zhao Qingsong was just missing, and they were afraid of Prince Yu's power. Dare to provoke." Shen Zhiyan said.
"Have they sent anyone to find Zhao Qingsong in the past year?" she asked again.
"They tried various methods and searched for a year, but found nothing."
¡°Now that I know that Zhao Qingsong died a year ago,She lowered her eyebrows, a hint of shyness and inferiority appearing on her beautiful brows, "No, I'm just a maid, how can I be qualified to be favored by the young master?"
Qin Ruo wrote vigorously and felt strange. His Highness asked what he was doing with all these things.
Murong Ci smiled gently, "Is your young master good at painting? Have you ever painted a portrait of that girl?"
Xiuhe replied: "I painted it once, but the young master didn't let me see it, so I just took a quick look."
"Do you think the woman in the portrait is as beautiful as a fairy as your young master said?"
"I just glanced at it hastily and didn't see it clearly."
"Just give me a general feeling."
"The woman in the painting is indeed as beautiful as a fairy."
"Has your young master ever praised your appearance?"
"¡¡No."
Xiuhe's body trembled slightly, and she felt ashamed of herself, and there seemed to be cold air rising from the soles of her feet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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